I am a Boy Scout, and I can sit and debate all day about how it is wrong.
Anyways, there was a night when it was freezing cold, and raining. I was alone in my tent because my buddy had left that night (coward). My tent must have been an old tent because I did not get one minute of sleep in the tent. Well, I woke up and it was sometime into the night, and I was SOAKED. I wasn’t even in my sleeping bad because that was drenched. I was lying on the ground, and the rain was about three inches high or so. Then, SAIDUFVAKSDJF! Lightning and sudden rain. Even more wet. Then, it all stopped! I went outside, and it was wicked warm! Misty, warm, and I felt in my element. I couldn’t remember how many minutes I just sat outside staring at things. Then, one of my scouts came out because he had to go to the bathroom. He’s like “Hi” I’m like “hey”.
........Another thing is that I had no pants on—only my boxers. (But I had a shirt and sweatshirt). I went over to the troop’s dining fly. There was a chair and I sat in it. I saw that there was left over coffee. Though cold, I drnk it because I love coffee. Then, I feel asleep on the chair. (Right after I had coffee, I know). I woke up and still didn’t know the time, but dawn had come in. I sat longer, and it was now a bit colder. Then, a few minutes later, the scout master came out and I told him the story. We through away the tent, and another strange thing is that my friend who came out in the middle of the night, couldn’t even remember it….whatever :S
Terrible story. Right when I got home I showered. I hate scouting now.